My husband is not for me

Chapter 67 His Hatred. Arsy

Doar ...

Doar ...

The door was pushed very rough from the outside, making Qesya who had just finished preparing to exhale violently, she was so angry but she had to endure it until all her plans against the demon-shaped human were achieved. With a little lift up her dress she walked towards the door, opening the door before being knocked down by her abusive husband.

Chequek.

Qesya opened the door violently. "Can't you knock on the door well, there's no need to push around like that?" annoyed Qesya, but Azlan seemed not to listen to his eyes just staring at the beautiful face of Qesya, which looks stunning.

Both of Qesya's hands clenched as she realized Azlan was staring at her without blinking at all. Qesya hated the look in her husband's eyes, as if she wanted to pry out her eyes as she hated it when she was looked at by her husband.

After successfully defusing his anger Qesya waved his hand in front of the face of the man he hated so much. "Hello ... Can we get down?" ask Qesya who made Azlan aware.

Azlan closed his eyes for a while after which looked coldly at Qesya. "Did you deliberately make me angry?, why did you open the door for so long?!!" azlan sign cold.

Not accepting Azlan who blamed himself, Qesya immediately held back and replied. "Hey ... Sorry Mr. Azlan Dirga from the dresser to this door we have to walk and it takes time, and anyway because of this dress I walked slowly," Qesya said, and Qesya spoke again when she saw Azlan again wanting to blame her for his clothes.

"... You also do not forget if this dress you buy it yourself and ask me to wear it, so so do not ever blame myself," continued Qesya, after that immediately left Azlan standing at the door.

After realizing he was left Azlan following Qesya who had gone down the stairs. Azlan's steps were wide and fast enough to match Qesya's steps.

Azlan took Qesya's hand, containing her. Qesya wanted to let go of her hand but Azlan's deathly gaze made her undo her intentions. "Don't you think you can tease and copy the code, remember he'll be my brother's husband, which means he'll be your brother-in-law, so don't you dare want to tease her otherwise I'll kill you both" Azlan curbed her words but in a small voice so as not to be heard by everyone.

"That's them coming down" cried Mr. Dirga.

Mrs. Nadia approached them. "You're so pretty, baby" she said, gently touching Qesya's cheek.

Qesya smiled in response to the praise from her mother-in-law. "Thank you Ma."

"Let's love you welcome them in, he said they have arrived in front," said Ny. Nadia soft.

Before nodding his head Qesya was seen taking a deep breath after which slowly exhaled him. slowly approached the door with Azlan, welcoming the family of his future sister-in-law who was almost his family.

Azlan gripped Qesya's arm as it continued to stare at Aditya, without blinking at all. "Auuh .." - Qesya.

With a look of horror Azlan looked at Qesya, but with a faint smile on her lips. "So your gaze, if you don't want my eyes to be c*ngkel," Azlan threatened, making Qesya suppress her silva.

Soon Qesya fixed her expression welcoming the Blanco family. "Welcome, Mr and Mrs. Blancos. Please come in," said Qesya kindly, but the face of Ny. Arsy doesn't look very sour.

"Thank you, Mrs. Dirga, I'm so grateful my son is so easy to forget someone who betrayed him. Yes, it is appropriate for a traitor to be forgotten easily," Nyinyir Ny. Arsh.

Hearing that, Qesya only smiled wryly, while Mr. Blanco immediately stopped his wife. "Ma .." said Mr. Blanco to have his wife stop.

Qesya was all her might holding back the tears in her chest . "Please enter" said Qesya again allowing everyone to enter.

After everyone came in, Qesya wiped away her tears without asking, her heart ached at hearing such a tender woman that she had considered her mother to be, we hate her so much.

His sadness was seen by Maira which made Maira feel more guilty, and also sad. This was all because of him to his best friend who was very good to him, the day despised by his own in-laws, while he was unable to do anything.

Azlan violently pulled Qesya back into the living room. "Now you see how easily your ex-husband forgets you. It's a sign that he doesn't love you sincerely" Azlan said without sin, looking very happy. He was truly happy in the suffering of his wife.

Everyone sat on the big sofa where Mr and Mrs. Dirga confronts Mr and Mrs. Blanco while Arhand and Maira copy face Azlan and Qesya.

Maira's eyes are unceasingly staring at her best friend who looks unhappy and sad, her eyes so swollen. Maira perfectly understood why her best friend's eyes got so swollen like that. "He must have been fighting all night. Qes sorry .." said Maira only he could say in his heart.

While everyone was talking, Azlan's face looked so sinister, his tightly clenched hands his finger veins looked very clear, as well, with a hardened branch staring at the unblinking Aditya staring at Qesya who was pouring drinks into the cup, Aditya was clearly fascinated with the beauty of Qesya who looked very good, very beautiful, with a black dress wrapped in her slender body, like a disney princess, very charming.

What added made Azlan incubate emotions, when Qesya stole a glance and smiled shyly when he found Aditya's enchanted look at him.

Princess Maira who saw the incident smiled and clapped her hands. "Uncle look Aunty's. Love," he said happily, Maira immediately looked at everyone, and the atmosphere turned a little tense. Everyone stared at Aditya who was displaying a flat face.

"Sorry everyone, my daughter does love to talk. She said that my daughter loves Uncle and Aunty very much, doesn't she?" obviously Maira, but directly denied by his daughter

The temperature is increasingly unusual, the atmosphere is very awkward, especially Clarisa's face has changed to look sad, both parents Clarisa was seen staring at Mr. Blanco hinting at an explanation.

Gets an increasingly awkward atmosphere Qesya quickly takes on Amira. "Ha, well princess, here with Aunty," said Qesya.

"You love, Aunty?" tanya Qesya kissed her nephew's round cheeks.

"Yes" said Amira with a smile.

"If so Aunty also Love you more," said Qesya after that tickled Amira's chest with her chin, making the roar filled with the laughter of the daughter of Maira.

"Mahaha ... Aunty Eli," he chirped, holding Qesya's chin.

"Gli?" qesya's question stopped the tickle, which Amira was nodding at, after getting Qesya's answer back by tickling her nephew.

Seeing the interaction of the two Mrs. Nadia. "He likes you a lot, baby," he said.

"Yes because he is my beloved nephew" said Qesya still continues to tickle Amira.

Qesya's statement made Ny. Nadia surprised. "Huhu?"

"Yes, we are friends" Maira said quickly.

Qesya looked at Maira and smiled at Maira.

"Oh, that means you know Mr. Blanco's family, baby," said Ny. Nadia again.

"Yes, Ma," said Qesya with a clumsy smile.

"Why never tell Mama, then we can invite your friends to shop with us" said Ny. Nadia, yang in answer to the rarity of Qesya.

"Hehehe ...."

"Hum!!" dehem Azlan was loud.

"Baby, you can get the box in the room, the brown box," Azlan said gently.

For a moment, Qesya's blood vessels were pumping very tightly, because Azlan's gentle speech felt like poison to him.

"Well," said Qesya flatly, after which he stepped closer to the stairs but Azlan called back to him.

"Baby .." call Azlan who makes Qesya want to tear the devil's mouth.

Qesya soaked her anger, turning to look at the person she hated so much. "Huhu?"

"Wouldn't it be better for the baby to be handed over to his mother first, so that you're not too tired to go up the stairs," he said gently, attentively.

Just about to answer Azlan had glared at him. "Not ap-" he said disconnected.

Qesya was forced to walk back, approaching Maira handing Asmira over to her mother. "Honey, you go to Mama first well, Aunty wants to go up first," he said, after that up to the room.

Before long Qesya climbed up Azlan permission to go up to see his wife. "I'm sorry if you'll excuse me, Arhand, enjoy the coffee. I'll see my wife for a while, maybe she doesn't find the box" he said, after which Azlan followed Qesya to the room.

Brack ....

The sound of the door closing violently made Qesya startled. Qesya walked backwards as Azlan walked up to her with a cold look on his face. Qesya's legs suddenly trembled as Azlan tensed his neck muscles, and loosened his tie.

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